After a break, Schalke 04 finally ushered in its first home game after winning the Europa League, the German Super Cup, and the European Super Cup.
In the second round of the league, they faced Augsburg at home.
Augsburg was promoted from the Bundesliga last season and ranked 14th at the end of the season. The current primary goal is to gain a foothold in the Bundesliga. This time they challenge the Bundesliga runner-up away from home and will definitely adopt a defensive approach, so Stevens continues Boldly arranged his front three formation.
Before the game started, Schalke 04 showed off the three trophies they had just received.
Club president Rehberg was in high spirits.
"This is the best era for Schalke 04! We have the top scorer in the Bundesliga, the best players in the Europa League, German Super Cup, and European Super Cup, the eternal legend Raul, and a group of the best players in the world. Players and, of course, a great manager! Three championships is not the end, but just the beginning!”
While Yang Feng listened to his bragging in boredom, he looked at his system and considered how to arrange the cards.
The main reason is that the new Recoba doesn't know how to arrange it.
This guy is really awesome. His ball sense, free kicks, and long-range shots are all S. The main attributes of offensive players such as dribbling, passing, long passes, shooting in the penalty area, vision, etc. are also all A.
This allowed Yang Feng to come up with two sets of S-level plans.
If it comes to breakthroughs, it’s ball touch: Recoba (s), dribbling: Isco (s), agility: Quaresma (s), stopping the ball: Berbatov (s);
If you re-shoot, it’s ball feel: Quaresma (s), dribbling: Isco (s), shot in the penalty area: Milito (s), long shot: Recoba (s), stoppage: Bell Bartov(s).
Or long shot: Yang Chen (a), free kick: Recoba (s).
While he was still hesitating, the audience suddenly burst into applause.
Raul, who was next to him, nudged him with his elbow and motioned for him to look at the big screen.
Yang Feng looked up and saw a close-up of himself appearing on it, and everyone in the audience was applauding him.
He quickly put on a bright smile on his face and waved to the stands, causing even greater cheers.
Under the leadership of the on-site DJ, the shouts of the home fans gradually became the same word.
"m!v!p!"
"m!v!p!"
"m!v!p!"
Schalke 04 fans are famous for their loud voices. When all the voices are unified, the power is simply earth-shattering.
Only then did Liu Fanshu in the stands truly feel the love this city and this stadium had for Yang Feng.
When the players appeared on the field, Yang Feng received the biggest applause; when the champions of the championship appeared on the screen, he was the one in the finale; among the home jerseys seen in the stands, the one that appeared the most was No. 9; as for this She seemed to have only seen this scene of the whole audience shouting MVP in NBA broadcasts...
She covered her ears at first, but after a while she was infected by the crowd and started screaming.
Yang Feng originally thought that he was just going through the motions and waving his hands casually like everyone else, but he didn't expect that everyone looked endless.
He pursed his lips, stepped forward, raised his hands and waved to the surrounding stands, then bowed a few times, and the applause in the stands gradually quieted down.
Back in the team, Draxler came over quietly and said, "Were you distracted just now? Are you thinking about the female reporter?"
"What female reporter?"
"Hey, I saw it all. When we were in Monaco," Draxler's face was still serious, but his tone was unspeakable, "She is really hot. If I were you... wait, you wouldn't You don’t even ask for contact information?”
"I'm a shy person."
"Pooh!"
Voices came from both sides at the same time. Except for Xiaode, even Raul couldn't help but want to spit on his face.
Although they are receiving cheers, the players cannot show too obvious smiles on their faces, because the former Schalke 04 coach Ive Horvath just passed away a few days ago, so all the players have black gauze wrapped around their arms as a tribute. .
On this day, sadness and joy were intertwined and intertwined, hovering over the Veltins Stadium.
After the excitement, the game finally started.
There was a lot of pressure in Augsburg.
Not only because of the terrifying atmosphere at home, but also because standing opposite was Schalke 04's main lineup that won the triple crown.
Onnastaal is at the goal, with Fuchs, Matip, Höwedes and Uchida forming the defense, Hoegel in the midfield, Farfan and Draxler on the wings, Yang Feng and Raul in the midfield. Halfway up the front, Huntelaar bursts forward.
"Augsburg deployed a 4-2-3-1 lineup with two defensive midfielders.
Goalkeeper: 1 Yanqi;
Defenders: 2 Verhacher (c), 3 Sanko, 15 Langkamp, 17 M. De Jong;
Midfielder: 10 Bayer, 16 Oter;
Avant-garde: 8 Musona, 7 Gu Zizhe, 13 Werner;
Forward: 23 Bonse. "
Yang Feng didn't decide on the plan until before going on the field. Everything else remained basically unchanged. The newly acquired Recoba was placed on the long shot, and the original Yang Chen was placed in the stamina column.
When Augsburg served, they originally wanted to control the rhythm and slow down before trying to attack. Unexpectedly, Schalke 04 was like a wolf and tiger, and pounced ferociously as soon as the whistle blew.
Augsburg was caught off guard and there was an immediate moment of chaos.
Werner caught the ball and couldn't find a way out of the ball, so he could only try to beat Uchida Atsushi.
Uchida Atsuto is now more confident than ever and takes decisive action at the right moment.
Werner dodged the ball, but half a second later, the ball was intercepted by Uchida Atsushi.
After Atsuhito Uchida stole the ball, he immediately made a long pass. Yang Feng cleverly stopped the ball, turned around and passed the defensive player, and suddenly hit the goal with a kick.
The football drew an exaggerated arc, and with a "bang" sound, it missed the crossbar and flew out of the baseline.
Not only were the Augsburg players shocked, but Schalke's coaches and players were also stunned.
When was this long-range shooting ability developed?
Is this bitch secretly making progress without telling everyone?
This kind of long-range shot can't be practiced after playing dozens of footballs, right?
"Yang Feng cleverly got rid of... the shot?! Oh, what a pity, it was just a little bit... This was a shot from thirty meters away! The quality is very high, and it is only one centimeter away from the goal. This is from Asia's number one defender and Asia's number one shot." Wonderful link-up from one forward.”
There is also an Asian player in the Augsburg team, No. 7 midfielder Koo Zizhe.
But no one will call Asian Derby anymore.
Facing the rise of Yang Feng, several neighbors have mixed feelings. On the one hand, they are encouraged by the emergence of another genius in Asia, but on the other hand, they are slightly sour because this genius does not belong to their own country.
Fortunately for Japan, the national character is inherently in awe of the strong, and with Uchida Atsushi as a buffer, many Japanese fans have become fans of Yang Feng. In South Korea, the divisions are more serious, and all kinds of voices are Yes, there are those who are sincerely convinced, there are those who are envious, jealous and hateful, and there are also those who are dismissive.
Ku Zizhe naturally wanted to perform, but there was nothing he could do as the team was pressured to beat him right from the start.
Moreover, after being knocked down by Yang Feng, Augsburg was even more frightened. Their formation was almost reduced to 10-0-0. Those who didn't know it thought they were already ahead of their opponents and were holding on to stall for time until the end of the game.
"It depends on Yang Feng. He has three magic weapons to break through dense defense: breakthrough, long-range shot, and set-piece. His performance will determine the final result of this game..."
His teammates obviously think so too. Although Stevens did not explicitly say that he will play around Yang Feng, he has actually acquiesced in his offensive core position in the tactical arrangement. Coupled with Yang Feng's recent performance, it is impossible to beat him. When the situation starts, others will naturally kick the ball at his feet.
The first kick just now was a threat. Yang Feng thought that his kick would be smooth today, but as the game progressed, he realized that was not the case at all.
There was a lot of bumping and bumping with the ball, and the passing was sometimes ineffective. Later, another long-range shot hit the opponent's defender Verhacher, which attracted angry looks from others.
"The law of conservation of state?"
If Yang Feng's condition curve is declining from its peak, then Farfan's is obviously on the rise, and it's already starting to turn red.
In the 7th minute of the game, Farfan dribbled the ball from the right and passed three people before hitting the goal. The goalkeeper had no reaction, but the football hit Huntelaar's leg and reflected the bottom line. Otherwise, the Peruvian would have gained his own. First goal of the season.
In the 10th minute of the game, Draxler was intercepted when he cut inside with the ball. Farfan snatched the ball back with a sliding tackle, and then passed the ball to the feet of Matip who was running forward, but Matip almost passed the ball as he passed by. The plane above was shot down.
In the 17th minute of the game, it was Farfan who passed the ball to Yang Feng. Yang Feng fired a shot, and the ball directly hit the head of Augsburg captain Verhacher.
This is already the second time. He either kicked someone in the chest or shot him in the head. Anyone would think that Yang Feng did it on purpose, which almost caused a conflict between the two parties.
In the 20th minute, Farfan tripped to the ground after receiving a pass from Raul and won a free kick.
Yang Feng once again stood in front of the penalty spot, his posture was full, and his aura was full.
Duan Xuan said with great expectation: "Schalke 04's free kick, Yang Feng is obviously in poor condition in this game. I hope this free kick can help him find his feet."
The commentator of the Cosmos Empire had a different view, "Yang is going to take this free kick. According to the statistics of "The Best Eleven", he has taken 9 free kicks so far, but only one of them made a direct hit. That one The ball was clever and was scored from under the wall when it jumped up. The Chinese's free kick skills are actually not as good as rumored... Well, although his posture is very beautiful..."
Yang Feng's free kicks have been specially practiced. Although it depends on some luck to score directly, it is by no means useless.
The ball was served very beautifully, flying over the top of the wall and then falling rapidly. It was a very standard falling leaf ball, but unfortunately the angle was too straight and was easily confiscated by Yanqi.
"It's a pity that he still didn't score. Which shot was this? Fourth? Fifth? Yang Feng is really just a cup player. He became mediocre when he came to the league..."
"Two of Yang Feng's four shots hit the door frame. Unfortunately, he failed to score. He was still a bit unlucky... Hey, Director Xu, have you noticed that Yang Feng seems to have taken more long-range shots in this game? Could this be a tactical arrangement?"
Xu Yang said: "It should be so. After all, they have set up an iron barrel formation. In order to avoid injuries, long-range shooting is the best way. But we all know that it is actually more difficult than usual to score long-range shots in this situation. Or is it? It depends on your luck."
On German TV, Sauer had the exact opposite opinion, "Yang's performance in this game was relatively average. Perhaps he himself was aware of this, so he wanted to break the deadlock through long shots. This is indeed a good method." , but I have to say that I prefer to watch his performance in the penalty area. Yes, long shots are not suitable for him. Not everyone is Matthäus, who can open the opponent's door outside the penalty area..."
Farfan looked at Yang Feng suspiciously, and almost said "Can you do it?" written on his face.
After this free kick, Augsburg finally launched a decent counterattack.
Bayer directly made a long pass to find Gu Cizhe. After Gu Cizhe and Werner hit the wall, they passed diagonally to the left side of the penalty area.
Bonse faced Hewedes' defense and hit a curve ball with a tricky angle.
Onnastall was beyond his reach and had surrendered, but Fuchs hurriedly arrived at the critical moment and almost headed the ball out from the goal line.
Bonse jumped to his feet along with Augsburg coach Weinzil.
"It's in! It's in! The ball is in!"
"Cross the line! It's a goal!"
The referee was indifferent, and Bonse rushed over and grabbed him by the collar in a hurry, "This is a good goal, the football has already crossed the goal line!"
"I'm not blind and I have my own judgment," the referee said coldly, "You'd better calm down. If you can't calm down, I can help you."
The football has been cleared to the midfield. After Yang Feng dribbled the ball forward, he was once again surrounded by his opponents. A foul would appear at any time. The referee had no time to talk nonsense with him and ran over without stopping.
Yang Feng made the most exciting performance in this game, dribbling the ball through the crotches of Musona, Oter and M. De Jong. Unfortunately, before he could enter the penalty area, he was knocked down from behind by the frustrated De Jong. On the ground.
Another free kick.
And this time, both the distance and the location are better than the previous one.
Augsburg was ready, but Yang Feng kicked the ball into the wall, and the kick hit Verhacher who had just been kicked by him...
After Verhacher made the rescue, he ran over angrily and glared at Yang Feng, "Chinese boy, do you have any objections to me?"
"...You must not believe me when I say I didn't mean it, right?"
"Three times! Do you think I believe it or not?"
"Believe it or not."
"Do you want to fight?"
"Afraid of you?"
Team members from both sides quickly came up to separate the two sides.
Time slipped away like this, and in the 37th minute of the game, Yang Feng tried another long shot.
This time he missed Verhacher, but he hit the goalkeeper...
The visiting team fans booed loudly, and as if they were afraid that he might misunderstand his long-range shooting ability, even the home fans were embarrassed to encourage him with applause this time.
On the contrary, Stevens saw the way. This kid has indeed developed the ability to shoot long distances, but long-range shooting is a matter of one shot or another. In addition, Yang Feng may have really cold feet today. Yes, the defense lines are densely laid out, so it's amazing enough to be able to do this.
He took advantage of Draxler's throw-in and shouted behind him: "Let Young continue!"
"ah?"
Draxler thought he heard wrongly, so he turned around and asked seriously, "What did you say?"
"I said let Yang continue!"
Draxler was confused, "Continue with what?"
"Keep the long shot! Long shot! Long shot!"
"I understand, I understand."
After Xiaode finished serving the ball, he came to Yang Feng with a look of confusion on his face, "The boss asked you to continue playing..."
"Playing?" Yang Feng had a confused expression on his face, "I'm not playing!"
"Come on, who of us is following whom? I don't know you yet?"
With the support of the head coach, Yang Feng became even more bold.
The game soon came to the 42nd minute. Uchida Atsuto made a long pass over the top. Farfan kept hitting the ball directly in the direction of Yang Feng. As a result, he regretted it as soon as the ball left his feet.
I saw that Yang Feng was already running quickly, his left arm was swinging exaggeratedly, his right foot was raised high back, and then he jerked.
Another long shot? And it was a long shot from thirty meters away?
If it were before, most people would have thought this was a fake move, but after so many times in this game, everyone knew he would come for real.
Verhacher cursed while holding his head and turning around to block it.
He was already prepared for a sharp pain in his back. Who knew that when he flew over, the football still hadn't come.
"broken……"
"Fake action! Yang deceived Verhacher. This is an extraordinary move... huh?"
It was a pass, but after getting away from Verhacher, Yang Feng casually took two steps and then volleyed with his left foot.
Verhacher quickly looked up.
From his point of view, the ball was too wide, almost heading for the corner flag.
A trace of mockery just had time to leave the corner of his mouth, but the next moment it turned into a wide-mouthed expression with an expression that he had seen a ghost.
See it more clearly from the audience's perspective.
I saw the football drawing a capital "C" shape trajectory in the air, bypassing the defensive player and then rushing into the goal against the goal post.
The goalkeeper showed no reaction and turned his head after the football entered the goal, staring blankly at the football spinning rapidly on the ground.
"goalllllllllll! Yang's super world wave! I take back what I just said, he is definitely a very good long-range blaster! This ball is incredible! Such an arc, such speed, such rotation, this goal is simply a A work of art!”
"Yang Feng... the fake shot was real, beautiful... huh? Shot? Still want to try... it went in!? The ball went in! Yang Feng's super long shot! This goal is simply wonderful!"
"And it was scored with his left foot," Xu Yang said excitedly, "The arc of the ball is straight away, it's really beautiful!"
The moment the football entered the goal, Yang Feng opened his arms and ran to the sideline, and then performed a soul-stirring kneeling glide.
He clenched his fists and roared into the sky, making the entire Veltins Stadium feel like an explosion. Unfortunately, he only lasted three seconds. His teammates quickly came from behind and pinned him down.
Various ways of welcoming men, men on top of men, strong men, and men locking men...
Liu Fanshu jumped up along with the fans around him. Stevens on the sidelines also clenched his fist and punched the air with excitement.
All the Augsburg players were a little wilted, and this goal directly took away their energy.
At the end of the first half, the two sides walked into the locker room with a score of 1-0.
Everyone was discussing the goal just now, and the screen was replaying the scene again and again.
"Kneel down, is Carlos still alive?"
"When did you become a heavy gunner?"
"I just scolded him for being messy, but who knew he was slapped in the face?"
In the locker room, others were also questioning Yang Feng.
"When did you practice long-range shooting?"
"I'm practicing every day."
"Aren't you practicing free kicks?"
"Isn't a free kick just a long shot?"
"Yeah?"
"Isn't it?"
"Yeah?"
"If you say it's not, then it's not."
"But why are you so bad at free kicks..."
"Does it suck?"
"Isn't it bad?"
"Stop it!" Farfan couldn't stand it anymore, "I've had enough! I feel cheated by you! You don't know how to take a free kick!"
"Who said that?" Yang Feng put Recoba's star card on the free kick. "In the second half, open your eyes wide and see what a textbook free kick is."
"I'm watching," Farfan pointed to his eyes, "If you don't score, I won't give you any free kicks in the future."
"You have no chance..."
Farfan was still the most active performer in the second half. Unfortunately, although he had a high success rate in dribbling, he had no luck in scoring goals. He kept trying to score goals. Later, he finally recognized himself and no longer obsessed with scoring goals. Augsburg's defense The players had no choice but to increase their defensive actions against him.
Then Yang Feng's opportunity came.
In the 62nd minute of the game, Farfan won a free kick on the right, and Yang Feng kicked the ball out of the baseline.
In the 70th minute of the game, Farfan broke through and was tackled to win another free kick, but unfortunately Yang Feng kicked it off the crossbar.
In the 80th minute, Farfan made a wide-range move. Draxler was knocked to the ground by Oter as soon as he received the ball, winning Schalke 04's third frontcourt free kick in the second half.
Farfan couldn't help it anymore, "Hey..."
"Don't worry," Yang Feng said, "I have a hunch that I can score this goal."
"I have this premonition every time I take a fucking free kick!"
"Then your hunch is too unreliable."
Farfan said: "The last one!"
"It's impossible," Yang Feng continued, "This is just the beginning."
The fans disagreed, but Yanqi, who was standing in front of the goal, did not dare to think so. He carefully observed the angle and kept asking his teammates lined up on the wall to adjust their positions until they became impatient.
Yang Feng stood in front of the football, with one hand on his hip and a pose.
When the whistle blows, he takes a run-up, swings his right arm horizontally, and hits the goal with his left foot.
The fatal arc that just shocked all the audience made its debut again.
The football flew directly past the wall, then quickly retracted, flew in from the upper right corner of the goal, and rolled around the net before falling to the ground.
Farfan looked at the goal and then at Yang Feng, "Fuck..."
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